#ryul x reader

soft dom coded

kinky mf

he’s capable of making love to you and fucking you like he doesn’t

big on eye contact. he needs to see your reactions. needs to know if he’s doing good.

"yn. please look at me baby. fuck, you're gorgeous underneath me like this"

likes the way you say his name. he likes it when it comes out of your mouth, likes it when it’s the only thing you know how to say when he’s drilling you into your bedsheets.

he’s such a nerd low-key. he gets hard by the smallest things. sitting on his lap. playing with his hair. getting real close to him. wearing tiny shorts. he can’t help it. and he gets mortified when you call him out for it.

i said this before but he would so want to try to do some kinda of roleplay w you

likes when you leave marks on him. your nails clawing down his back and after he’s standing in front of the mirror, eyes gleaming as he proudly flexes his back. and you’re shaking his head at him from the bed.

doesn't like quickies, prefers taking his time w you

doesn't sub often but when he does he gets so flustered underneath you and he denies it every time but he’s acc so into you ordering him around

he listens to you so well. if you tell him to get on his knees he's on them in a split second without a second thought. he's not a brat imo

coo n call him pretty and he could almost bust right there and then.

he can get really whiny and needy if you're teasing him too much

gets embarrassed about it afterwards tho and you’re tryna pry his hands away from his face bc he can’t look you in the eyes

but if you tell him to bark he’d do it instantly ♡

"she's my girlfriend," ryul repeated, looking mildly offended that even he had to explain himself.

the slight furrow between his brows made it obvious that having an album of his girlfriend's pictures is simply reasonable.

"that's not helping," woojin immediately replied.

"hyung, normal people don't have that many pictures."

"i'm literally normal," ryul casually replied.

"hyung... you have screenshots." woojin stated.

"literally screenshots of y/n noona's instagram post before you even knew her. that's creepy."

after that, ryul had stopped participating in the conversation entirely.

which was how he ended up sitting alone, phone in hand, on one end of the couch several hours later with a very obvious frown on his face.

the moment you stepped into the room, you noticed immediately.

honestly, it would've been difficult not to.

ryul wasn't even trying to hide it.

he was sitting there with his jaw resting against his fist, staring blankly at his phone while everyone else talked around him. every now and then he'd sigh dramatically for absolutely no reason before shifting positions and looking mildly offended by life itself.

you already knew what happened, because louis had texted you.

im louis 🐘

noona

i think your boyfriend is mad

he's making a frowny face

please come and get him quickly

you 🩰

what did ya'll do to him 😭

im louis 🐘

noona

he has an album full of ur pictures

u wanna know how many of them?

there are 703 pictures

in total

isn't that quite excessive?

you 🩰

HAHAH, istg he's so cute

just leave him be

i'll be there in a minute

bye lou 👋🏻

im louis 🐘

ok ok

take care noona!

you almost laughed, then you walked over. and ryul noticed instantly.

of course he did.

his eyes followed you from the moment you entered the room, though he quickly looked away the second you glanced in his direction.

without saying a word, you sat beside him. close, not touching. but close enough that your shoulders almost brushed.

ryul immediately shifted. away from you.

"...did you just move away from me?"

"no."

he absolutely had. you bit back a smile.

"ryul, are you sulking?"

"no."

he answered far too quickly.

"right."

silence. a few seconds passed, then another.

eventually, you leaned over slightly and rested your head against his shoulder.

immediately—you felt him freeze.

for a moment, he didn't move at all. didn't say anything. didn't even look at you.

then, very slowly, his shoulders relaxed beneath your weight.

and after another second, he tilted his head just enough for it to rest lightly against yours.

we're making some progress.

"you know," you said softly, "i think it's cute."

ryul narrowed his eyes.

"what is?"

"the photo album."

"...they told you?"

"louis sent me some screenshots."

his expression immediately became horrified. which finally made you laugh.

"baby, that's private."

"seven hundred pictures, huh?"

"it's not even that much."

you burst out laughing.

and just like that, the pout deepened.

"stop."

before he could complain again, you reached over and gently grabbed his face with both hands. completely trapping him.

ryul blinked. once. twice. all thoughts immediately gone.

"ryul."

you smiled.

"what?"

"you're cute."

ryul stayed silent. for a second, he just stared at you. like his brain had completely short-circuited.

then the corners of his mouth slightly twitched like he was trying very hard not to smile, while whatever remained of his bad mood visibly struggled to survive.

it was such a small reaction that most people probably wouldn't have noticed it. but you did.

because unfortunately, you knew exactly what calling ryul cute did to him.

"don't do that."

"do what?"

"that thing."

"what thing?"

"where you say something nice and suddenly i'm not allowed to be mad anymore."

you laughed again.

because honestly? that was exactly what happened.

the second your thumbs brushed across his cheeks, whatever was left of his bad mood immediately started crumbling. you could practically watch it happen. the tension in his shoulders disappeared. the tiny pout he'd been holding onto for the last three hours weakened considerably.

and when you leaned forward to press a quick kiss on his cheek, it practically vanished altogether.

all because you were looking at him like that.

"i'm serious." your voice softened slightly.

"i think it's sweet."

ryul stared at you. like really stared.

then he groaned.

a long. suffering. dramatic groan.

before suddenly leaning forward and burying his face directly into your shoulder.

you laughed so hard you nearly fell over.

"ryul."

"leave me alone."

his arms wrapped around your waist anyway. pulling you closer until there wasn't even a sliver of space left between you.

unable to resist, you tilted his chin up again.

"one more?"

ryul eyed you suspiciously.

"...what."

instead of answering, you leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. soft and sweet.

when you pulled back, his expression had completely short-circuited.

"..."

"see?" you grinned.

"all better!"

ryul immediately buried his face back into your shoulder.

"i hate you."

"no, you don't."

"yeah. i really don't." his voice came out muffled.

"you're literally hugging me."

"i'm suffering."

"mhm."

"terribly."

"obviously."

by now, he was practically folded into your side, cheek pressed against your shoulder while his arms stayed securely around your waist. every trace of the earlier pout had disappeared. every now and then, he'd nuzzle a little closer, as if making sure you weren't going anywhere. honestly, if anyone looked over right now, they'd immediately know he'd lost the battle.

which, to be fair—he never really stood a chance.

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HIIIII, MY LOVELY BABYGALS!! 💕 i am so sorry for ghosting y'all like thattt 😔

my final exams and assignments have been absolutely beating my ass lately, so i genuinely haven't had much time to sit down and write more ryul fluff for you guys 😭💔

since so many of you have been asking for more ryul fluff, here's my little redemption hehe 🤭💕

i really hope you all enjoy it, my lovessss <33

alsooo, i tried out a new header style this time HAHAH. and i think i actually like this one a lot better 👀✨

as always, thank you so much for reading and supporting my stories. it genuinely means the world to mee 🥹💗

so naturally, you decided to return the favor

because of course, you’re generous like that

and now it’s been three hours..

it’s safe to say that he didn’t even notice it at first

he’s leaning against the kitchen counter scrolling on his phone while you walk past him to grab a glass

normally you’d bump into him on purpose, playfully

but today you just… walk by

you didn’t say anything, you didn’t acknowledge that he was standing there, you didn’t even bat an eye

he glances up immediately; “..you good?”

you say nothing, complete silence

open the cabinet, grab a cup, fill it with water, take a sip, turn back around and walk out

no eye contact or

just.. nothing

“..okay?”

he shrugs like he doesn’t care, but he can’t deny that hks eyes followed you when you leave the room, hoping you’d look at him for just a sec

20 minutes later he’s on the couch when you walk past him in the living room

normally you’d flop down next to him, grab his arm or throw you own legs over his

but today you sit in the armchair instead

he frowns while looking at you, scanning your face to see the slightest hint of annoying

“..you mad?”

silence.

“…hello?”

nothing.

he squints at you, but your face expression doesn’t change one bit

“..yn?”

you continue scrolling through your phone like you’re reading the most interesting thing ever posted online

and ryul leans forward a little, his eyes burning holes into

your face at this point

“..baby?”

a pause..

then he sighs, leaning back, crossing his arms as he scoffs softly

“okay,”

another pause..

he huffs under his breath, disbelief written all over his face as he shakes his head slightly as he thinks;

‘two can play this game’

so ever since, the apartment is filled with the most dramatic mutual ignoring imaginable

you walk past each other like strangers,

ryul deliberately looks the other direction whenever you enter a room, secretly still hoping you’d look into his direction

and for a while, ryul commits to it

like actually commits to it, full on taking it very seriously and very very dramatically

but after about an hour…

his petty commitment turns into annoyance, because you’re doing it too well

you don’t even glance at him, not once

you don’t even acknowledge him even the slightest bit, even when he sighs out loud, over exaggeratedly clears his throat or tries coming closer; you don’t waste one singular breath on him or his presence

you’re in the kitchen, making your nightly tea and he tries hovering near you,

once again trying to get a reaction out of you

but.. nothing

he even bumps your shoulder “accidentally”

no reaction.

he doesn’t give up tho

he just watches you for a good minute, his eyes tracing the lines of your face and he can’t help the way his lips curl up into a small smile

for a second he seems to forget that you’re in an active ignoring session

and before his mind can even comprehend what he’s doing, he leans in like he’s about to kiss you

but before he actually can, you step aside and grab a spoon out of the drawer

ryul freezes mid lean, eyes slightly wide, mouth gasping open just a little bit

“…did you just dodge me?” he scoffs softly

you just stir your tea and he stares at you, his gaze flickering between your tea and your face

“…wow.,” he mutters

later that night, when the front door bursts open, ryul is sulking on the couch; full on sulking

and louis walks in first, “yooooo!”

you immediately perk up in the kitchen by the sound of the others arriving,

“lou!!” you call out, excitedly

ryul’s eyes snap wide open

louis drops his bag and stretches dramatically, “i made a new beat today, wanna hear it?”

and you brighten instantly, a big smile plastered across your face for the first time that night,

“omg of course!!!!”

ryul slowly sits up straight,

that voice.

that sweet, excited voice.

the one you apparently still have access to for everyone except him?

you grab two capri sun’s for louis and you before following him into his bedroom, plopping down next to him on his lower bunk bed

ryul gets up and follows quietly, his feet shuffling over the floor before he stops to lean against the doorway

inside, louis’s already pressing play on the laptop, excitedly explaining what he did

and music fills the room while you nod along, smiling sweetly

“oh my god wait this part is so good!”

louis’s face lifts up instantly, “right?? wait listen to this drop-“

you lean closer to the laptop as louis taps around on his keyboard

and ryul’s eye twitches slightly when he hears you laughing

you even lightly shove louis’s shoulder when the beat switches, proudly telling him that he did a good job, mirroring the big smile on his face

ryul’s jaw tightens,

he doesn’t say anything tho, he just watches you two

and louis is so immersed in his beats that he doesn’t even seem to notice

“i was thinking of layering another synth here-“

and you nod enthusiastically, “yeah!! that would sound amazing!”

ryul scoffs quietly, pushing himself off the doorframe before walking away

he shakes his head and mutters a quiet, “..unbelievable,” under his breath

ten minutes later he wanders back, purely to see if you’re still ignoring him

which.. you are.

even worse actually,

you and louis seem to have the best time,

you’re sitting cross legged on his bed, louis slide down to sit on the floor with his laptop infront of him

and as a cherry on top, woojin joined your little gathering too

ryul stands in the hallway staring like a ghost,

he doesn’t enter the room, doesn’t even pretend he was going to

and louis and woojin immediately look up when the older guy shows up, woojin calling out for him to join you

but you?

you’re still doing.. whatever you’re doing

you don’t even look up for the slightest bit

ryul loudly clears his throat,

and woojin grins to himself, looking at ryul before whipping his head towards you

“aha.., i get it,” he mumbles, grinning widely now

louis looks up quickly, but continues talking, probably unaware of the ‘situation’

“…so i sampled this old drum kit-“

and you lean in instantly, to listen and see what he was doing

ryul dramatically sighs, drifting off to the kitchen, grabbing a water bottle from the fridge

closing the door a little more aggressively than usual

..no reaction

he twists the cap louder than necessary

.. still no reply whatsoever

he sighs loudly (again)

still nothing.

he shuffles towards louis’s room again

walking past the doorway slowly,

very slowly..

almost like a little cat expecting attention, which is basically him right now

but nothing

he stops, turns back, stares at you while you are nodding while louis explains something about mixing

and ryul whispers to himself, “..wow,” before then storming off to his own room again

a little later, the apartment grows quiet

everyone is in their rooms, logging off for the night

and you go to the bathroom to get ready for bed as well

while you’re brushing your teeth, the door opens and ryul walks in

well, he doesn’t really walk in

he just leans against the doorframe, his arms crossed, watching you through the mirror

waiting..

you spit into the sink, rinse your toothbrush, put it away and continue the next step in your routine

still nothing..

his jaw tightens slightly, sighing softly as he realises you’re still not acknowledging his presence

“..yn?”

you don’t say anything, you don’t even seem to care that he’s right behind you

you just grab your skincare bottle and he watches you like he’s trying to force eye contact through sheer willpower

unsuccessful of course

you wipe your hands and brush your hair quickly before putting away all your stuff

once you’re finished, you simply walk past him, and disappear into his bedroom

ryul stays there for a second before his mind is fully aware of the fact that you just brushed straight past him, again

“..you’re actually joking,” he mutters

but nonetheless, he still follows you to the bedroom like a lost little puppy

a little moment later, after some needed tiktok scrolling, you turn off the lights and turn away under the blankets,

usually you’d curl up into his arms, resting your head on his chest while he holds you

but tonight, ryul just lies on his back staring into the darkness..

without you in his arms

five minutes pass

and he sighs loudly

ten minutes,

he shifts dramatically, adjusting his blanket even though it was covering his body just perfectly

fifteen minutes,

and there’s still complete silence

your breathing evened out softly, and for a second he thought you already fell asleep,

then-

in the complete darkness, you mumble,

“you can be such a lil bitch sometimes,”

and ryul instantly launches upright

the blankets rustle violently as his body jolts up,

“WHAT-“

he slaps the lamp on on his nightstand, and the light floods the room nicely

he’s staring at you like you just rose from the dead,

“YOU CAN STILL TALK?!”

you blink at him, scoffing softly, “of course,”

he looks deeply offended, like actually offended

“i’ve been suffering for HOURS,” he states dramatically

“good,”

“good??”

he gestures wildly, his hand brushes through his hair before sliding down his face,

“you ignored me like i committed a fk crime,”

you squint at him, your eyebrows frowning a little,

“you started it,”

“i did not,”

“you literally gave me the silent treatment earlier today,”

“..that was different,”

you raise an eyebrow, “how,”

he hesitates, “…it just was,”

you roll onto your back, sighing out loudly,

“see? lil bitch,”

ryul gasps like you just stabbed him,

and you only snort

he glares at you for about two seconds before his expression slowly turned sulky,

“…you dodged my kiss earlier,”

“yes,”

“that was uncalled for,”

“that was revenge,”

he flops down dramatically, groaning softly; “i don’t like being ignored,”

you glance at him, “yeah?”

he mutters, “..yeah,”

“you do it all the time,”

a pause..

then suddenly-

he rolls over and grabs you in a tight bearhug before you could even think of dodging him again

you wheeze instantly at the sudden movement, “ryul!”

“no,”

he buries his face into your shoulder, “i’m claiming you back,”

you try to shove him away but he just tightens his hold like a stubborn koala

“you were being nice to louis and ignoring me,”

you laugh, “because louis isn’t annoying,”

“can you stop,” he groans

“and you were lurking in the hallway like a ghost,”

“because you were flirting with him,”

you stare at him, “flirting?” you echo, “the kid is 15,”

“so what? you were 15 once,”

“…i said his beat was good,”

“you were literally leaning into him,”

“oh my god,”

“that’s physical affection,”

you only scoff under your breath and ryul looks absolutely scandalized

“this is serious,”

“you’re ridiculous,”

“i’m correct,”

you push his face away, “you’re jealous and petty,”

but he immediately denies it, “i am NOT jealous!”

there’s a beat of silence,

“…i just think louis should mind his business,”

you grin, “and you’re petty,”

“i’m not,”

“so if i go tell louis i liked the beat again-,”

ryul groans loudly, and before you can even say anything else, his face comes back up and his lips were crushed on yours

completely out of nowhere, and you had zero chance to even try and protest

it’s messy and quick and very much meant to interrupt your sentence, which was successful

and you blink when he pulls back, “that was cheating,”

he just shrugs easily, “strategic actually,”

you narrow your eyes, “if you kiss me again i’m gonna go hug louis tomorrow,”

ryul freezes, his eyes wide as his mouth drops open, “don’t say things like that!”

and you grin, “louis gives good hugs tho,”

ryul tackles you back into the mattress

“YOU’RE NOT SUPPOSED TO EVEN KNOW THAT!!”

you laugh as he squishes you into the pillow,

“ryul- i can’t breathe,”

“good, you started psychological warfare,”

you wiggle in his hold, trying to free yourself from the strong grip he has on you,

“you started it,”

he groans, “..fine,”

then he presses another kiss to your lips,

this one slower and softer

less dramatic

and you don’t even try to fight him off, you smirk into his lips as your arms naturally closed around his neck, pulling him closer to you

“…don’t ignore me like that again,” he mumbles against your lips

“maybe,”

he pulls away slightly, squinting his eyes suspiciously,

“…i’m literally gonna lock you in this room,”

you burst out laughing, and ryul immediately pulls you closer again

“i’m being serious,”

“yes a serious lil bitch,”

he rolls his eyes, chuckling softly, “you forgot petty,”

“right my bad,” you reply, “a petty lil bitch,”

he nudges your head into your pillow before turning around to turn off the light,

“ok enough talking,” he sighed as he plopped down onto the bed again, pulling you into his side

“already?” you jokingly said, “i thought you didn’t like the silence,”

“i’m reconsidering my decision,” he laughed

“copied sir,” you replied, “i’ll be quiet again,”

“no. no, no, i’m joking, please keep talking, i like your talking,”

you grin, “i know you do,”

he laughs softly, his arms finally closing around you, pressing a soft kiss on your temple before closing his eyes

and you better believe that for the rest of the night,

he holds you close to him like you might actually disappear if he lets go

and deep down, he’s making a silent promise to himself that he won’t ever give you the silent treatment again..

from now on, the ryul treatment is specifically for woojin and louis

not you,

his fav little menace

mlist ツ

he freezes for a second, his eyes going pitch black as he looks at your massive tits bouncing slightly from the movement, spilling over your lap. a ragged, breathless "fuck" slips past his lips.

"look at you," he mutters, his big hands instantly cupping the undersides of your breasts, lifting their heavy weight. "you knew exactly what you were doing, didn't you? teasing your man like a little slut while i'm trying to focus."

"i just wanted your attention :( " you whisper, your face already flushing hot under his dark stare.

"well, you fucking got it."

instead of keeping you on his lap, Ryul suddenly hooks his large hands under your arms and lifts you up entirely. he guides you down off his thighs, steering you right between his legs toward the floor. as he pushes you down under the desk, his huge palm instantly cups the back of your head, his thick fingers cushioning your skull so you don't accidentally crack your head against the sharp wooden edge of the table. he keeps his hand firmly protecting you until you're completely dropped to your knees in the dark space beneath the desk, looking up at him.

"stay right down there" he commands, his voice vibrating in the small space as he leans back in his gaming chair.

he reaches down, unzipping his jeans with an impatient snap, and pulls his thick, rock-hard cock out. it’s already leaking pre-cum, glistening in the dim light of the computer monitor. he grips the back of your neck again, his thumb pressing into your jawline, forcing you to lean forward and look right at it.

"now lean forward, princess. squeeze them together around it" he orders, his breath hot as he leans down slightly.

you know exactly what he wants. you lean in, gathering your large breasts together with both hands, burying his thick shaft completely in the soft, tight valley of your cleavage. the second his tip pops out the top of your tits, ryul lets out the filthiest, most guttural groan you’ve ever heard.

"fuck, yes... right there. stay just like that," he pants.

he starts titty fucking you, slamming his hips forward in a violent, heavy rhythm. his cock slides fast and incredibly wet between your soft tits, the friction creating a slapping, squelching sound that fills the quiet space under the desk as your skin heats up. Ryul is staring straight down at you the whole time, his eyes wide and feral, watching your face distort and your lips part with every rough thrust.

"you like that, huh?" he growls, his voice dropping as he stares at you on your knees. "fuck, you're so soft... it feels so fucking good, yn. your big tits are choking my dick so tight."

"Ryul... it's too hot," you whimper, your hands gripping his thighs for balance as he pounds himself between your breasts, the friction making your nipples ache and harden against his skin. "you're going too fast..."

"i don't care" he gasps out, completely breathless, his thumbs digging hard into your skin as he snaps his waist forward even harder, burying every single centimeter of his leaking dick into your heavy chest. "you wanted my attention baby girl, so now you're gonna sit here and take every fucking inch of it."

he's panting like an animal now, his pace becoming completely feral as he nears the edge. his thrusts get shallower but twice as hard, his hips violently jackhammering into your cleavage. you can feel his shaft pulsing aggressively against your skin, getting even thicker as his breath hitches.

"fuck, yn, i'm gonna—i'm gonna paint these fat tits of yours," he chokes out, his voice dropping into a desperate, guttural whisper. "keep squeezing them, princess... squeeze them tight for your baby boy."

with one final, violent surge of his hips, Ryul cocks his head back, his entire body going rigid in the chair. a deep, trembling groan tears out of his throat as his cock erupts. he unleashes a massive, hot torrent of cum right between your breasts. heavy, thick ropes of white coat the tight valley of your cleavage, splattering up against your skin and dripping down the heavy curves of your breasts in warm, messy streaks.

he pants heavily, his chest heaving as his cock twitches out a few last drops against your skin. but he doesn't let you pull away. while still completely breathless, his eyes track the path of his cum dripping down toward your dark, swollen nipples.

"fuck, look at the mess we made" he murmurs, his tone dropping into something deeply needy.

without warning, he leans down under the table, bringing his face right back into your chest. his hot tongue licks a slow, messy stripe through the warm cum on your skin, tasting himself mixed with your sweat. you gasp, but before you can even react, Ryul locks his mouth directly onto one of your large nipples. he latches on hard, pulling the entire sensitive bud deep into his mouth and sucking it with a desperate, heavy hunger, his tongue swirling aggressively around the base while his hands squeeze your heavy breasts to force even more of your soft flesh into his mouth.

"Ryul—ah! stop, it's too sensitive," you whimper, arching your back under the desk as a sharp jolt of pleasure shoots straight down to your core.

he just lets out a muffled growl against your skin, refusing to let go, his lips locked tight around your nipple as he continues to suck you dry, completely marking his territory on your heavy chest

Your eyes automatically shot wide, the calm nerves firing up in embarrassment and something…unfamiliar

Ryul was busy breathing warmly into your ear, watching the scene, caught off–guard himself—his hand shifting behind him, blindly trying to search for the remote, eyes un–peeling from your expressions

His tan cheeks flared up—noticing just how close you were to him before feeling the remote hit his clammy palms,

thumb shakily moving over the power button,

screen shifting to a pitiless black when he clicked, room now pitch dark

“Are you an idiot, why’d you turn it off”

“What?” He snapped, “what do you mean why? They were about to fuck, we’re tired anyways let’s go to sleep”

Rolling your eyes in the pitch black, you shifted back more—uncomfortable in the sudden darkness unable to see him

“But babe you know I like sleeping with sounds in the background”

He sighed deeper into your ear, scoffing

“Just tell me you’re not tired—say it”

“Wha—no I am tired, I just nee—

Ryuls lips pressed to the soft flesh of your earlobe, mouth parting

“I said say it, because now we really can’t sleep”

His hips molded behind yours closer—thighs pining your body to his till you noticed…

it hit your leg, sharp, heavy

“Ryul what’s that”

He growled low when you shifted—testing, your ass trying to make out shape of the rough object digging below the sheets

“Why’re you acting dumb, just because we’re virgins doesn’t mean we didn’t take anatomy”

giggling, your boyfriends hand moved to your front—tugging below the hem of your shirt to palm at your bare stomach

“So it really is your dick hm, pervert—

“..Pervert! Really! You’re the one that keeps bumping your ass into my boner, watch ou—

He hissed, biting his lip to muffle a guttural moan when you grinded harder behind you—feeling his cock twitch in his shorts—pressed suffocatingly flat between his thigh and your mounds

his hand massaged at the soft lump of your lower stomach, anchoring you perfectly to him to thrust in relief

His vulnerable whimpers hitting your ear wetly

“This slow enough for you?”

Nodding, his movements riled up—breathy moans charging up into growls, lips trudging over yours in lazy–wet pecks,

mouths hung agape in pleasure

“I’m really wet Ryul, like a lot”

He tongued at your inner cheek, groaning

“Mm’ yea? Why’s that hm”

His hips snapped futile thrust over your clothed ass, moving his hand down to trace the outline of your panties, middle finger dipping between the clothed slit, circling the cold dampness against your folds

“Because I made you this hard, it’s so hot—haa’h keep touching me there”

Grinds quickly matched pace—slow, sometimes rapid, then pausing from the intense stimulation you gave each other

Eventually, Ryul couldn’t take it anymore

He was either cumming in his shorts, or cumming in general—the present was too lewd for him to hold back

… how helpless you felt, not handling it anymore yourself, clit twitching in animalistic, anticipation building, needing to land before imploding deep within you

“Need more of me right, bet you do”,

teeth let go of your neck, new splotches joining the dozen others he’d finish marking

“Obviously, I know you do too babe”

“Mhm,” he peck your lips “want me to handle it? I’ll go slow, unless you got other ideas?”

Turning around to face him, you leaned closer—palm touching the foreign spot of his bulge over the wet shorts clinging to his cock,

his gasp joined the sound of the buzzing AC in the peaceful background—

“Let’s do it like this—facing each other. Is that better?”

“Mmm—but if you keep touching me like that I’ll bust all over your hand”

You raised a brow, not looking away from him, “yeah? Then take it out yourself I won’t touch”

Before you reached away, his hand quickly caught your wrist—holding it in place, eyes narrowed over your shadowy features

“No, leave it there. Take it out yourself and put my cock where you want it”

“Hah—so you’re wanting me to do all the work?”

He sat up, arrogantly grinning

“No princess, I just want you to be sure of what you’re getting yourself into, yea?

“Stop speaking to me like I’m a child and come here, why’d you get u—

Ryuls arms pinned to the sides of your head—holding up his weight as he shifted over you, lowering his bottom half

“I’m right here—take it out, I’ll do the rest”

Hurriedly, your fingers pulled down his shorts—eyes blind to the grey boxers he was sporting,

dick straining the fabric seductively, if you would’ve been able to see it clearly, your mouth would’ve wrapped around it in seconds

…but you settled for feeling it, taking it out

heavy, pre–cum cool around sticky flesh, thick lines pressed to the patterns of your digits,

his hips jutted, cock gliding instinctively in your hand—as if it were a flesh-light

“You fine babe?” jerking him off slowly—your thumb caressed the leaking mushroom tip’s slit experimentally, earning a low growl from Ryul, “I’m putting it where I want it now—” you added

“Hurry up, stop doing that I’m about to cum”, he panted, muscles tensing to hold back snapping into your hand, stilling his hips obediently

Patiently waiting, he heard you slide off your panties, pressing his tip to meet over your wet folds,

instant pleasure coursed though him—spilling out in a choked moan,

hands meeting your waist to pin you down,

“Shit—let me handle the rest”

he pumped his cock once

slowly, he entered you, sighing deeply, hips jutting out of pace awkwardly

a complete beginner at the feeling of your plush walls electrifying his very being, sucking him in dangerously, he already knew he’d become addicted to this newfound sensation forever,

unlocking a level of vulnerability in the relationship,

him craving more already despite his thick head lodged into you

He tapped your thigh, waiting for approval “can I move more baby”

Annoyed, your hips met his in a hard thrust up—knocking the wind out of yourself at your daring actions

Ryul landed over you at the feeling of you voluntarily bottoming him out, voice cracking in defeat against your hair

“Fuck was that about you bra—,

His muscles relaxed as you moved against him—rolling your hips around the pain, loving the feeling of his cock ripping freshly into you

“Woah—nnghh’, feels new Ryul”

Your boyfriend laughed into the crook of your neck, half in disbelief, half breathless from your tightness

“You’re bold today ..what’s gotten into you hm?”, his fingers trudged back at your lower stomach—palming the trace of his cock fucking in you—making you wince

“You’re literally in me—mmh’ so I guess you”

Your hand shifted his fingers lower—wanting him to give your puffy clit attention

he scoffed, sharp corners raising—grinning in amusement, he rolled the tiny bundle of nerves between his fingers—tugging experimentally

You gasped, arching into his chest, gripping at his silky hair

It felt different from when you touched yourself..

Ryul lowered his face to gnaw at your peaks—tongue circling the sharp buds in fleeting relief, suckling hard at your taut nipples

His teeth grazed back up—tracing your neck-line before kissing you—making out the way those two actors were in the movie, yet more tender, much more heated when his teeth clamped your lower lip—pulling it to suck the raw skin into his mouth

“Mm—“, his hand moved faster over your clit,

“cum for me baby”,

he went back to kissing you, growling into your mouth when you pushed his hips lower, wrapping your legs tightly around his lean waists, gesturing him to pound into you faster,

not feeling excruciating pain any longer—just mind numbing ecstasy from the way your virgin boyfriend hit your walls skillfully, amazing your untouched body to its very core—wondering how he mastered you in one try,

the way he played with your clit deliciously, knowing when to tug at it, rub it, let his pubic bone slap against it

the way he made out with your breasts—tongue circling the bud intoxicatingly, the sensation something you drowned in—feeling high above the clouds

…finally, you both released around each other, leaning down to peck your wet eyes

Soft pants enveloping the dark room once filled with sleepiness,

now filled with a reached stepping stone as sighs mixed in the air…

afterwards, he slid out of you—landing back beside you, pulling you closer to his chest, in need of your dewy skin pressed to his

His hand moved to caress your hair—nose nudged deep in the crook of your neck

whispering,

“I’ll carry you around anywhere if you wake up sore…run you a bath..bring you food in bed..,

He’d fall asleep cooing praises of how he’d take care of you afterwards, fingers tangled in your messy locks, breaths eventually blue-toothed in rhythm, both dozed off

Fully spent

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